<h4>Chapter 35: Foot slip</h4>


    It was night, and the ink burned against the wall.


    A wall is separated from the bedroom of Chu Yuening and Xue Meng.


    The teacher loves to be clean, and the clothes and dresses that have been changed are ced neatly on the bed, and there are no pleats. Then I went downstairs to let Xiao Er send hot water to take a shower.


    The soundproofing of this inn is not particrly good. When the room is quiet, you can faintly hear the movement next to it.


    Chu nightning seems to say something, not very clear. But then Xue Meng’s voice rang -


    "It seems to be tight."


    The ear of the ink-burning dog scorpion mmed up and moved.


    The little phoenix next door said: "Master, does it hurt?"


    "...not in the way, you can continue."


    "I am lighter, hurt you, you tell me."


    "Hey, let’s do it, don’t do it."


    Inmmatory eyes wide open: "???"


    Although it is impossible to know the two people next door, what dialogue is this? What are they doing?


    The ears of the dog’s scorpion must be put on the wall, and you can hear the blurry sound of the clothes, and then carefully, even hear the suffocating sorrow of Chu.


    This voice, how many times he heard in the bed that Chu was born in the night, when his master was very cool or very painful, he was not willing to snoring, always biting his lower lip, and the tail was wet with moisture. red. At this time, as long as you use your strength, you can hear the low asthma that Chu’s throat is broken...


    "Wait, wait a minute." Chu night Ning voice hoarse, low, "Where... you don’t touch."


    "Okay." Xue Meng hesitated, whispered, "That Master respects you...e by yourself?"


    "Ok."


    where?


    What is messy? Where do you not touch? Whate by yourself? What are these two people doing?


    The burnt face is dark.


    After the reaction, he has already sounded the door next door.


    There was a rush of noise in the room. The dog’s face is even worse, and he evokes a breath: "Master, you guys-"


    The door mmed open.


    Xue Meng was well-dressed inside, holding a half of blood-stained gauze in his hand, squinting his eyes and staring at himself inexplicably.


    "What? What is the big night’s screaming and drinking. Hit the ghost?"


    The ink burner was opened and stupidly closed. Looking over Xue Meng, I saw Chu Xi Ning sitting at the table, with new gauze and wound medicine on the table.


    "You are here..."


    Xue Meng mmed him: "On the medicine, the injury on the shoulder of the master is still not good. There have been no dressing changes in a few days, and several wounds have been boring."


    Ink burning: "..."


    He asked in a hurry: "That, that’s too tight..."


    "Too tight?" Xue Meng frowned, thinking for a while, "Oh, gauze, the tie was too tight before, some blood stuck to the wound, almost could not get down."


    When he said half of it, he suddenly stopped, and some of them looked suspiciously and burned their eyes.


    "You listened to us?"


    The ink burned his eyes and barely picked up his already embarrassed face: "The partition of this inn is so thin, who overheard it, don’t believe that you go to the side to listen to it, even if you stick to the wall, you can hear it clearly. ""


    "Oh, is it?" Xue Meng nodded. After a while, he felt that something was wrong. "-Wait, how do you know? Have you heard it against the wall?"


    Ink burning: "..."


    Xue Meng was furious: "Ink rain, you are perverted!"


    Ink angered: "Who knows if you will do something worse for the Master!"


    Xue Meng is a pure person. He doesn’t know this. He doesn’t understand what the ink is saying, so he is even more angry: "What are you talking about!" Turning the head and ming, "Master, you see him -"


    Chu nightning put on his robe, and tied the loose clothes, while licking his hair, he walked coldly and faintly, and looked up and down.


    "what’s up?"


    "I... I heard it next door..." The ink burned and smacked, "What, I thought Xue Meng bullied you..."


    "What?" Chu Xiaoning did not understand, he narrowed his eyes, "Who bullied me?"


    I can’t wait to smoke my own ear: "..."


    I was looking at each other and the teacher came up.


    "A fire? How are you at the door of the master’s room?"


    "I...hey..." The ink burned even more. "That, some misunderstandings."


    The teacher smiled and said: "Is that misunderstanding?"


    "Solved the solution." The ink burned again and again. "Yi, don’t you let Xiao Er send hot water to take a shower? Master has not washed it yet, I will go downstairs and let them send more."


    Shi said: "No need." He took out four bamboo and wooden cards and smiled. "Small two said that there is a natural hot spring soup next to the inn. The store has built a special bathhouse. With this brand, you can Go wash, give you one."


    I think that I have a broken sleeve, and I shouldn’t take a bath with three other people.


    Xue Meng is also considered, the teacher is holy in his eyes, do not dare to think. But Chu Yuning, he knows, from the intimate contact after rebirth, he is very likely to see his brain off the clothes.


    The ink burned and immediately said: "I am not going."


    Xue Meng was shocked: "You sleep without taking a bath? So dirty!"


    Ink burning: "I let Xiao Er send hot water up."


    The teacher said inexplicably: "This inn does not burn hot water. All the guests are going to the hot spring bath."


    Ink burning: "..."


    There is no way, the ink burns only with them to take the change of clothes, go to the hot spring soup bath. This inn also knows how to make it easy. I understand that most of the visitors here are Taoist priests who go to Jinchengchi for swords. Therefore, they simply named the bathhouse "Jin Chengxu Ying" and asked for a head.


    The ink burned for fear that he was faint, did not dare to collide with the other two, hurriedly changed the clothes, and wrapped his towel tightly around his waist. He ran to the bath first and found a quiet ce to soak.


    Because it is already veryte, there are not many people in the bath. The scattered parts are still in a very distant ce. There is a white towel on the head of the burning head, and the whole person is half-faced under the water. Exhaled, bubbling bubbles.


    The first person changed clothes, and the red/naked/nakednd came out with long legs.


    The smoldering nced at the eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was Xue Meng.


    Although Xue Gongzi is beautiful, but the horizontal and vertical is not the dish of Xianjun, the two look at each other, Xue Meng pointed at him: "You are farther away from me."


    "What?"


    "You are dirty."


    Ink burning: "Oh."


    The mist in the bathhouse was fascinating, and after a while, Xue Meng, who was scrubbing the body with a soap pod, suddenly said: "Master, here!"


    The half-burning face was in the water, and the words were almost picked up. Although I understand that I should not look at it, my eyes are still involuntarily going to the shore.


    This eye was really life-threatening, and the ink was toote to prevent it. He immediately took two baths of water and went in. He couldn’t care for nausea and quickly dive himself deeper, only revealing a pair of eyes on the water.


    He did not expect that Chu Yuning and Shiyi came out together.


    Two people, one slender and feminine, with long hair in the ink, wrapped in a bath towel, is the teacher.


    The smoldering was supposed to be the one who wanted to peek at him most, but in the end he only hurriedly nced at it. He really respects the teacher, such as the moon, and dare not stare at the audience.


    But a tall and cold, wide shoulders and narrow waist, body firm and firm skin, it is Chu nightning. He has a high ponytail and arge white bathrobe. The cover is strict, but the robes are too wide, and the cket is still not tightened. The naked and exposedrge and smooth chest. .


    The ink burned him and felt that he was suffocated by the hot spring and cooked.


    I want to look away.


    But the eyes are not obedient, and the straight roots can’t be moved a little, and the roots are slowly red.


    Through the misty fog, Chu nightning seems to have looked at him, but he did not seem to look at it. He casually gave himself ayer of waterproof enchantment in the position of gauze, and then stepped into the hot spring, the clothes floated, and the action room could Seeing his legs, the end is the line is tight, straight and slender.


    Ink burning: "..............."


    He couldn’t take it anymore, and closed his eyes and sank to the bottom.


    Even with the blocking of the waist towel, my reaction is too...


    The smoldering felt that he was wronged.


    He really does not like Chu Yuning, hate Chu nightning.


    However, the body remembers the overwhelming rain, remembering those who can smash the iron bone into a tender feeling. I also remember all those blushing heartbeats between them, ridiculous things.


    The throat is rolling, and the inner heart is fighting.


    In the end, the ink burned and I almost cried.


    He was afraid of scorning himself for the first time - how is this? The teacher is still in front of me, what is it about the sorrow of the night?


    Even before the skin of the blind date, the joy of fish and water.


    It is also a thing of the past.


    I will remember the body of Chu’ste life, what is the teacher’s sister? More disrespect for others, how bad it is.


    Seeing the nose and nose and suppressing the evil thoughts for a long time, the ink burning finally put a sinister fire on the lower abdomen. This mmed out of the water, rubbed the water drops, wiped the water off the face with a towel, and opened a pair of fascinating eyes.


    Unbiased, facing the face of Chu’ste night.


    And just the water at one end is on the face of Chu night. At this point, a drop of water was swaying down, smashing into his dark, sharp eyebrows, and then flowing down a little bit, almost dripping into the beautiful phoenix.


    Chu nightning: "........."


    Ink burning: "........."


    This is really bad. I just had a potential underwater suffocation and could not see the surrounding situation.


    Chu Evening also did not know the potential of this position, and came to take the incense box. As a result, the incense has not yet been obtained, and the person who suddenly came out sshed the water.


    This hot spring is very deep, the buoyancy is not small, the ink is dizzy and dizzy, and it is ready to go backwards. As a result, the foot slips and falls into the night of Ning Huai.


    "what!"


    "..."


    The author has something to say:


    Today’s small theater "The world in your ears is different from me"


    Phoenix: It seems to be tight.


    Little milk dog:! ! ? ? ! !


    Phoenix children: Master, does it hurt?


    Big white cat: Don’t get in the way, let’s go ahead.


    Phoenix: I am lighter, I hurt you and told me.


    Big white cat: 啰里啰嗦, do it, don’t do it.


    Small milk dog: Wang Wangwang! ! ! What are the muds doing! ! ! angry! ! Wang Wangwang!


    Phoenix children: ... ah? I am giving the teacher a shoulder.


    Little milk dog: That’s tight, it means...


    Phoenix: The muscles of the shoulders are tense, or what do you think is?


    Little milk dog:..................


    Yearster.


    Handsome and mighty second haha ??(does this kind of creature?): It seems to be tight.


    Phoenix children:! ! ? ? ! !


    Erha: Master, does it hurt?


    Big white cat: Don’t get in the way, let’s go ahead.


    Erha: I am lighter, I hurt you and told me.


    Big white cat: 啰里啰嗦, do it, don’t do it.


    Phoenix children thought for a moment at the door and decided that Erha was giving the teacher a shoulder.


    Hey~ Stupid, the hand is really big. Xiaofeng turned a blind eye, if he thought of it - pinch a shoulder, the teacher’s voice seemed to be a bit hoarse, bad reviews, bad reviews.


    He was shaking his feathers and didn’t know that he had missed a chance to be a British bird savior (helpless)